Wishing I had more time...

Trying to stop that last thread from braking

Trying to hold back the tears 

And hold on to this smile I’m faking

 

A storm is brewing

It’s presence is strong

I’m standing here weak

Inside and feeling nearly done

 

Run away Kay 

Run like the wind

Run into a new beginning 

Leave the trash in the bin

 

My mind tells me to flee

before the emotions explode 

And take over me 

 

I can’t run 

I’m stuck here with responsibilities 

I have to pre plan any positive changes or possibility’s

Plan an escape

I need time to prepare to rejuvenate 

I don’t have the time or resources 

To spontaneously separate 

 

I need distance 

I need to be alone

I need to think

I need to roam

I need a beautiful view

With a slow pace walk

I need space

Before I can calm myself and talk

 

I can’t flee

I’m stuck

Knowing it’s just a matter of time before I erupt

I just need some time and me